Keiseena Evans
Joined July 2021
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Mama Ble
Mama Ble. I regularly compared Mama Ble to the raging of the seas. Never had there been a time, where I had seen Mama B in anything but blue. One day, she was a summer ocean wave blue, and the next, a tired sea. Her walk was always graceful like the calming of water before a seasonal storm. Her dresses swept the concrete like the ripples of welcoming waves. Swish, Swish, Swish. Her black church shoes skipped amongst the pavement like the shells that would dance onto beach shores. Even without the sun, her skin shimmered. She was a fresh tanned brown woman, a sea lion that basked in the sun’s open arms.
By Keiseena Evans3 years ago in Fiction